Smooches

Philip likes to give Stephanie a kiss good-night.

She is less than gracious about it.

"But he gives slobbery kisses!"

So he climbs in her bed and she giggles while he tries to kiss her.

Tonight he got her and she says, "Gross! I just took a shower! Now I need another shower."

Put Your Shoes Away!

Steffi was sitting by my on the couch. She kicked off her shoes onto the floor.

I told her to put them away.

She moved them into the middle of the floor. (Her Daddy is a bad influence.)

I told her to put them away.

So she did. Or so I thought.

Later I walked past her bedroom door and the shoes were sitting right outside the door.

I told her to put them away.

Then I watched her while she put them in the closet.

Fashion Show

I should really do a photo series of what Stephanie wears to school every day.

The other day she wore a black and white striped long-sleeved shirt with blue pants and a yellow and black dress over that.

Eating Ninjas

John put the girls to bed tonight.

My Aunt Joyce had given us some boxes of toys that she didn't need anymore and Stephanie found a bunch of teeny tiny ninjas which, of course, she had to take to bed with her.

So when John put the girls to bed, he pretended to eat one of them. All I heard was: "Don't eat my ninjas!" and "I'm going to tell Mommy!"

She actually came out of the room crying to tell me he was really eating her ninjas. I told her he was pretending and she was just sure he was really eating them.

Daddy had to come out and show her the trick so she would calm down.

A Stephanie-izm

Driving home from Hayden's basketball game, Stephanie says, "I wish I was a bird so I could go around pecking people."

Say What?

Stephanie asked me today if she could have some pear nuts.

What????

Pear nuts.

She finally had to show me in the pantry.

PEANUTS!

Ho Ho Ho

This girl is something else. . .

Philip got a train set for Christmas. Stephanie is the only one who noticed that one of the cars says "Toys R Us" on it so she advised me that Santa does some of his shopping there.

I am so hoping she can keep believing in Santa for at least a few more years.

Meredith still has unwavering belief but one of Steffi's classmates tried to tell her Santa is just a suit. Stupid little punk. So we went with the marvelous explanation given on "The Penguins of Madagascar" and advised her that most of the Santa's she sees are his "deputies" but the real Santa is still keeping tabs on them and her. We'll see how long this lasts.

We also got some oranges for Christmas. I couldn't help her peel one right the very second she decided she wanted one but she said she could do it. So she went into the kitchen. She came back very quickly after and told me she was bleeding. She was cutting the orange with a KNIFE! Remind me to not let her sign up for "woodshop" in school.